Quotes About Foreboding

The clouds are stained with blood!" rasped Barkface, his eyes wide and glazed. "It is a sign from our ancestors. There is trouble ahead. This day shall bring an unnecessary death.

I have come to tell you something very important," Firestar meowed. "When water meets blood, blood will rise.

Before all is peaceful, blood will spill blood, and the lake will run red. What horror still lay in wait for ThunderClan?

As Fireheart murmured sympathetically and said his good-byes to Mistyfoot, he couldn't help feeling that trouble was still in store for both Clans because of Bluestar's secret.

but dying leaves and water. Fear yawned like a dark pit in his belly. Rock knew about the prophecy long before StarClan crowded Silverpelt, and

Spire peered past him, staring directly at the dark gray tom-kit. His fur ruffled along his spine. "This one will see into the shadows." Tigerheart tensed. "What do you mean?" Spire looked at him vacantly, then padded away.

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Happiness" is the feeling you have just before something goes wrong.

She spent a great deal of time staring into space, oppressed by the sense that she was waiting. But waiting for what? She did not know. Surely someone would call, someone must be needing her. Yet each day proceeded like the one before. Nothing intense, nothing desperate, ever happened. Time did not move. The home, the city, the nation, and life itself were eternal; still she had a foreboding that one day, without warning and without pity, all the dear, important things would be destroyed.

Het is vreemd met hoe weinig vertrouwen in geluk ik geboren ben. Heel jong al voorvoelde ik precies wat het leven zou worden. Het was als een weerzinwekkende etensgeur, die uit een keldergat ontsnapte. Je hoeft er niet van gegeten te hebben om te weten dat je er kotsmisselijk van wordt. - Gustave Flaubert

Without warning, I heard the heavy door behind me creak slowly open upon its rusted hinges.

Again there was silence—a silence as of consummated Evil brooding above its unnamable triumph.

It was morning when I saw it, but shadow lurked always there. The trees grew too thickly, and their trunks were too big for any healthy New England wood. There was too much silence in the dim alleys between them, and the floor was too soft with the dank moss and mattings of infinite years of decay.

KNEW opening that red door would destroy my life. Yes, that sounds melodramatic and full of foreboding and I'm not big on either, and true, there was nothing menacing about the red door. In fact, the door was beyond ordinary, wood and fourpaneled, the kind of door you see standing guard in front of three out of every four suburban homes, with faded paint and a knocker at chest level no one ever used and a faux brass knob. But

The moan of the whip-poor-will from the hillside; the boding cry of the tree-toad, that harbinger of storm; the dreary hooting of the screechowl.

Anxiety is a feeling of dread, agitation, or foreboding associated with a danger that does not exist in the present moment.

The warm afternoon, the garden, the tray of empty glasses on the grass, succeeded in conveying foreboding and dissatisfaction; even the roses seemed to threaten violence, brimming over their plots of earth or arrested, scarlet, on the white wall of the house. A Place in the Country

Oh dear," Sinner said abruptly, rising to his feet. "I do believe something bad is about to happen." I looked quickly about me. "What makes you say that?" "Because Madman's music has just got all tense and dramatic.

Maybe this was the quiet before the real fucking quiet.

A hush fell over the room as the man in black stepped up to the podium.

Anything that comes from the north is bad news.

For me in a horror film, just looking down a long corridor and seeing somebody standing there, the simplest thing in the world, has a really seismic impact to me.

I was filled with a deep and immutable dread.

The Walker is abroad," he said again. "And this night will be bad, and tomorrow will be beyond imagining.